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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 3, 2016 6:09am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

EDIT: Sorry for resurrecting this 2 year old beast, but we had a reply posted yesterday (mifraidin, I'm not sure how you found this...or why) and after reading through it once again, I though it might be interesting to get some feedback from any folks new to the surroundings as well as see some familiar names.

I've gone over this ground before, but with some new faces around...and a serious lull in activity...I thought I'd throw it out again just to learn a little more about some new friends.

When did you know that you had truly gotten on the bus?

For me, I'd probably point to Richmond in the Fall of 85. Before then I had been to a few shows and considered myself to be a Head, with my collection of 25 83rd generation AUD BASF 90 tapes and a Stealie on the back of the car. Well, when the boys broke into Gloria that fateful night, it all changed forever. As the first chords echoed through the arena I felt an unusual tingle start to envelop me. I looked around me and saw the entire old barn seeming to jump as one, singing the "GLORIA!" refrain so loud that the band was drowned out. When I would make eye-contact with strangers around me, there was an almost telepathic connection and we knew that we both felt the exact same thing and that this was something that could only be found here, at this time and in this place. It was like sharing a deep secret with a few thousand close friends simultaneously. It was at that moment that I felt I had found a new home, one where I was accepted without question and asked to share in the feast that the Boys laid out on the table for everyone. Game Over and Game On all at one time. I knew I now had to see however many shows as I could get to and meet as many new people as I could, to share stories and revel in the music. Well, the shows may be in the past, but the enjoyment of the community continues.

OK, that's me. Anyone else want to babble endlessly?

NOTE: Yes, Richmond also was the site of the infamous Shoe Defiling, but when put up against the power of the show, it was barely noticed until after the show...as I heard an odd squishing sound coming from the general area of my feet.

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Poster: Judge TOOTMO Date: Apr 22, 2014 9:26am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

If you got on the Bus at a SPECIFIC show, give us a link. (I got you covered on this one, SDH.)
Now, I'm trying to find the 85 Richmond to see if I can hear, "Awww, Man, that was my shoe!"

Found the Show but not the retching
Richmond 1985_11_01
https://archive.org/details/gd1985-11-01.fob.senn421.koucky.gmb.96195.flac24

Enjoy,
Judge TOOTMO

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 22, 2014 9:35am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Sadly I wasn't close to a taper. But let it be know that I believe the said retching was in time and tune with the music. One might say that one complemented the other...or not.

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Poster: Judge TOOTMO Date: Apr 22, 2014 11:04am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

"But let it be know that I believe the said retching was in time and tune with the music."

Aha! It was during Day Job then.

JT

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Poster: AltheaRose Date: Apr 22, 2014 7:55pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Hmmm. What qualifies as "on the bus" or "knowing"? Let's see ... was there a "Come to Jerry" moment ... and is there any other band of which that kind of question could be asked? Do Floyd or LZ fans think there was a "moment they knew?" I guess the records are enough for most bands, whereas with the Dead, the records are different than the shows, shows are different from each other, and then there's the old "set and setting."

Anyway, as I've said before, I saw a series of shows in '78 very shortly after first hearing about the band at all. From records and tapes in dorm rooms, my basic impression was "yeah, I see why you like this band. They seem really good." But I didn't distinguish them from other good bands. There was a lot I "got" from being at the shows that I hadn't "got" from records and tapes, and I was more "on the bus" after than before, certainly. I did put the Dead in a different category than, say, Springsteen, who I saw a few days after my first Dead shows (since apparently I really didn't prioritize studying.) Which was also a great show, but the Dead seemed like a world apart. It was like discovering a secret universe.

Still, I'd have to say it was kind of a process of hearing the music in lots of circumstances over the next year or so, by which I mean stuff on albums and on tapes -- not necessarily show tapes, but also album tapes carried to parks and so on -- since a lot of my early experiences with the music combines it with particular set and settings. I honestly didn't make or perceive much difference between hearing StSt/TOO/MoM/etc on albums and what we were hearing on newer albums or show tapes, though, which now seems pretty clueless, but I didn't. I worried that the band might go in the wrong direction (Disco Dead, aaaak!) and of course recognized that the older stuff was older and just part of a wider repertoire. But I saw it as all part of a continuum.

By the NEXT time the band came around, I'd pretty much cemented my ticket, I guess. And by then I actually recognized the songs :-)






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Poster: William Tell Date: Apr 24, 2014 7:44am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Yes, I have to comment on your "clueless" description while hearing songs...I seem so much more knowledgeable "now", though everyone else (family/friends) would've said I was back then, too, right? At the time, I could hardly tell the instruments (who was playing which) apart, and I actually worked as a roadie for a DEAD cover band. I am much more musically astute now, and in part, this biased me against them "changing" because I could recognize any song off S&R, but not anything "new" (classic AUD response of "oh, yeah, WE know this one!!", etc.). Nor could I really appreciate what they did as "better" (ie, if Jerry was better, why didn't he seem more lively or some such silliness on my part). I was rather naïve, and full of pre-conceived notions...

However, what fueled my "hmmm, why isn't this as GREAT as I was expecting?" had more to do w an overall sound, which nowadays when I listen to it, is still "lacking"...the 70s DPs that everyone mentions as sounding flat, or hollow, without much punch...other than the 75 Fall show at GGPk, which had real energy, that was what I thought was often missing from shows I saw. They weren't as raw, energetic and motivated, by appearances, as I was hoping for...

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Poster: AltheaRose Date: Apr 24, 2014 6:08pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

It's kind of hard to parse what I/we really knew then from what we know in retrospect. I'm sure I heard their rawer 60s sound as different, but I'm sure I'd have attributed that difference to the 60s ... all 60s music had a certain feel, and certainly I thought I'd missed something by not having been 10 years older, but I didn't expect any band to sound like their 60s albums.

As for not-liveliness on stage, I quickly took that as a badge of pride. "MY band doesn't need any stage tricks. They just stand there and play. After tuning for 5 minutes and taking a smoke break."

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Poster: William Tell Date: Apr 25, 2014 5:51am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Oh yeah--right there with you on the point of pride! Exactly what I thought when comparing them to the tours of the Stones or PF...props??! Really? You don't see CREAM using those, or even the descendants of CREAM.

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Poster: user unknown Date: Apr 22, 2014 1:29pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

As a rather niave boy from an overgrown Southern mill village, I had heard about the Grateful Dead, but knew very little except they were a California band. Through Columbia House Record Club, I had found Moby Grape and was hooked. Word on the street was that Grateful Dead was even better. Thumbing through the cut-out bin, at the local Sears, Robuck & Co., I found the first Grateful Dead album. I almost didn't buy it because it was the monoaural version. But for $0.99, I figured I couldn't go but so wrong. That was sometime either in late 1967, or early in1968...my memory just ain't what it used to be. I wore thay album out, and it was but the first of many subsequent Grateful Dead vinyl purchases. Though I still think Moby Grape was the better of the two bands, Grateful Dead outlasted them and has been in sometimes constant, and sometimes on again off again, rotation in my music library ever since. Marriage and children convinced me that I would never see a live Grateful Dead show, but that didn't dim my enjoyment of their recorded music. After Jerry died, when the survivors were touring as The Other Ones, I was finally able to catch a live show. Jimmy Herring isn't Jerry, but he's the best lead guitarist they've had since Jerry's death. And Rob Barraco is a pretty good stand-in for Pig. Robert Hunter played a set between the two The Other Ones sets, and you could feel Jerry's presence during the whole show. The years I waited, the circumstances of the tour(the "core four" together)and the fact that I was able to be at that show with my son made it a once in a lifetime experience that reaffirmed, and strengthened my "on the bus" status. I know purists will say I'm not a true Deadhead, and that I long ago gave up my place on the bus. I've heard it all before, and it no longer phases me. If you love the Grateful Dead more than I do, or if you can recite concert stats "chapter and verse" better than can(and I'm not really good at that 'cause like I said my memory just ain't what it used to be)...then God bless you my brother, or sister. I'm just here for the music.

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Poster: BVD Date: Apr 22, 2014 11:22am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

I knew during my first show (12/5/71) at The Felt Forum.After NRPS I got up and said to my friends "Well that was pretty good, lets get the hell outta here.". They informed me (God bless Linda and Claudia) that the Dead hadn't even come out yet. The only thing I knew from G.D.were American Beauty. We dosed right before Bill Graham came out and introduced them.Set Two opened with Truckin' and as the opening notes were playing a neon sign Flashing Grateful Dead dropped right behind the band and two skeletons dropped down on either side of the stage. The place friggin' exploded. The band and audience merged. I was peaking having never been so high...ever and felt right where I was supposed to be at the moment in time. I was 17 yrs old and by the time the show was over I asked Linda and Claudia if the had any extra tix for any of the other shows during that run. I went the next nite or it could have been the nite after. At any rate. Got to see a lot of great bands growing up in NYC but none of them had the affect the Dead had on me. NONE of them. Sorry no link. I'm old and computer challenged-don't know how that link thing works.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 22, 2014 11:58am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Excellent. Another amazing thing about this band: the events can be more than a decade apart but the experience almost identical. Why I always tell folks it makes no difference how many shows you saw, it all about what you experienced during those shows that counts.

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Poster: Reade Date: Apr 22, 2014 1:51pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

https://archive.org/details/gd1971-12-05.sbd.unknown.18665.sbeok.shnf

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Poster: blang16 Date: Apr 23, 2014 11:23am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Saturday Night Live - 1978

Listened to them before. Everyone knew Casey Jones and Truckin'

This was the first time I "saw them"

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Poster: AltheaRose Date: Apr 23, 2014 10:28pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Which was a few days before I saw them in the flesh. I assume I saw SNL too. And there was also, I think, an FM concert broadcast that week or so. All of which explains a lot about my grades the first semester of freshman year. Although it was very educational.

The Dead on SNL, Nov 78. This is the Dead that I'll always think of as "my band" -- still young, a not-gray Jerry who was definitely the coolest guy in the room (and not anything at all like Santa Claus), and of course Donna. I saw them way more when the picture included Brent and Jerry as Fat Man, but this is what imprinted:

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Poster: truckin52073 Date: Apr 22, 2014 7:32pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

This is a great question and one that should be asked every few years. Getting on the bus? I must have went through the emergency exit in the back because it happened to me all ass backwards. I was familiar with the stuff most everyone is familiar with, ya know stuff on the radio and whatnot. I knew about Deadheads and liked what I heard but it didn't really do it for me. Touch of Grey came out when I was in high school (cue up the older jaded heads...wait for it...someone please just call me a touch head so I can get on with my story...Thanks) Not quite, I didn't really like it that much. So anyway, a group of friends decided to make a trek up to Alpine Valley from the 'burbs of Chicago 1989. Saw them again in Tinley Park in '90. I had a great time at both shows really enjoyed the music but I didn't have that moment that we all eventually had. Fast forward a year later. I was graduated and delivering pizzas and a guy who I worked gave a tape to listen to. That tape? The legendary, iconic, perhaps overrated depending who you talk to...That's right folks Cornell '77. I'm sure this show was responsible for turning on a lot of folks who like myself have refined their tastes to different eras and whatnot. But damn, in between Scarlet and Fire was when it happened. My life hasn't been the same since. I guess the destination isn't as important as the journey itself.

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Poster: craven714 Date: Apr 23, 2014 9:50am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

I was 6. And it was a very short bus.
Does that make me a touch~head? Or was that later when I was an alter server for the catholic church?

edit~ and 'couldn't be happier' equals Xanax refill ??

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 23, 2014 7:46am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

I'm still trying to count just how many levels that is so wrong on.

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Poster: craven714 Date: Apr 23, 2014 8:16am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

Never end your sentence with a preposition.
I believe the object of your dangling preposition would
be (properly) the word ' asshole '.
"I'm still trying to count just how many levels that is so wrong on~~ asshole". Ah, much better.
Rightfully so and
Don't worry, I wont tell Rob.

'dangling preposition' is usually what I get when I eat
too much cheese. But, to itch their own...

How about I let you know when I get off the bus??
spoiler alert: never

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 23, 2014 8:43am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

I suppose I should be happy you caught the grammatical faux pas, don't think Rob would have been so kind in reprimanding me for the error.

No need for the spoiler alert.

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Poster: craven714 Date: Apr 23, 2014 9:20am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know this thread was non Dead

we shall file this under the
'people love to be corrected' clause under the assholes
of society rule. Im sure you are (or have)a massive member.

don't google any of those words. and
Heres is to unwanted, old hijacks/hijinks...

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 23, 2014 9:44am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know this thread was non Dead

That is an awesome pic. Love it.

See, we normally manage to get the train back on track.

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Poster: jackaroe_RI Date: Apr 23, 2014 4:05pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etG248xS01g

All the DVDs are making their way to youtube (for now) here is 1985-11-1 one of my all time favorites. One of my first tapes - GAMH 75 ws my first.
Jerry was feeling real low at this show at some points.
I started listening in 84 wasn't allowed by mommy to go to any concerts then (was 14).
In the lot of providence 86 but had to be home by 11pm- 1st show 4-2-87 when I was 16. Mom didn't know :)

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Poster: HankAndLeeStamper Date: Aug 3, 2016 10:02am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

My first dose was before my first Dead experience of any kind, and at that point I knew that my life was going to include involvement with psychedelia. It was transformative and a party at the same time, much like a great show could be. So I was on the bus already, moved out to Berkeley, and scored tickets for all but the very first of the JGB post-coma shows in the fall of '86, all of which further convinced me my decision making was sound. My first dead show confirmed things further, on 12/15/86, the first post-coma show. The reaction to Touch of Grey opener, and the first set Candyman lyrics was overwhelming (and i had only smoked a little, as i didn't want my first full on GD experience to be lost to a haze of vague remembrance thru a psychedelic prism). My next show included the infamous Get Back in January 87 at the SF Civic, and I wondered if maybe what I had seen before was lightning in a bottle/one shot deal, but Kaiser shows throughout early 87 only pulled me in deeper. And here I am on the forum, 30 years since that first trip.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 3, 2016 10:12am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

"And here I am on the forum"

My condolences.

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Poster: gmcgill Date: Apr 23, 2014 5:34pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

12/26/69

https://archive.org/details/gd1969-12-26.sbd.warner-evans.28448.sbeok.flac16



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Poster: micah6vs8 Date: Apr 22, 2014 6:07pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

I remember the first time I really heard of the band was when my father was bringing me to my high school one morning in '82. As was my fathers want we were listening to the radio and they had a short interview with Garcia as the band was soon to play in the area. The interviewer (the Lich for those that listened to WHCN back then) asked Garcia how many songs the band knew and he replied 100 to 150- give or take a few. This blew my Dad away. (Though he wasn't a head his first show was 7-16-72 and he usually saw them when they came around. His last show was 4-3-88.) Anyways, I remember being impressed as well that a rock band had such a large catalog (these were my Rush days) and changed the set list every night. It took a girl that I had a mighty shine on for me to get more interested by '85. By '87 I was a lost cause and didn't have much more on my mind then the next show until Brent died.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 23, 2014 5:59am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Well Done

Looks like this incited just the response I was hoping for. I see quite a few new names and couldn't be happier. Great stories one and all. Hey, and as for the whole "Go ahead, call me a "Touch Head" thing, you'll never hear that from me or I think most anyone else here. If you get it, you get it, regardless of when or how.

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Poster: truckin52073 Date: Apr 24, 2014 5:32pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Well Done

I was only joking about the Touch Head thing. I'm really not that new, I just don't post a whole lot. I was around before the boards got pulled and then it got really ugly here for a while. At that point I had a few choice words for a few people and changed my user name and have only posted a handful of times since. You're right man, doesn't matter how you got on the bus, just as long as you got on.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 25, 2014 6:04am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Well Done

Glad you decided to return. I agree that things got way out of hand at times around here, way too much negative bickering. But, thankfully, we seem to have turned a corner and entered a new age; the Pax Forumna, if you will...or not.

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Poster: user unknown Date: Apr 25, 2014 8:22am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Well Done

"Pax Forumna"

Will it survive? I, for one, hope so. Ot has been quite civil here lately.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 25, 2014 8:25am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Well Done

Blow me, smiley.

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Poster: mifraidin Date: Aug 3, 2016 8:31am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

I'm not entirely sure how I stumbled across it, either. I was wandering, though, with the express purpose of seeing what I could see from the days before I frequented this joint. Y'all are a nice bunch, with extraordinary expertise and insight and emotion about things that are important to me, too, so I figured old forum stuff would be a nice little trove of treasure.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 3, 2016 11:05am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

Kind words.

I, too, have had my knowledge and appreciation of the band and music expanded greatly by the input of so many people here, a few of whom still hang around. Like I've said many times before, this is as close as I've come to the days of hanging out in various parking lots across the country trading good conversation and laughter with countless kind people...and the occasional "not so kind".

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Poster: Earl B. Powell Date: Aug 3, 2016 2:13pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

Once I started pondering the question, I decided what was more interesting was when and why I got off the bus. I'm not sure I have the answer, other than to look at career and family in ways that precluded the lifestyle I had when I was on the bus. I also suppose having a more clearly defined meaning of being on the bus would help, but I view it as being deep in the culture and with it, the attending tours.

My pathway to the bus stop was a lot like WT's. It was a broad exposure to music in general, combined with the culture of the 60's. I wasn't convinced at first. Didn't like anything that preceded Skull & Roses, until I worked my way backward to Workingmans & American Beauty. In fact, I saw NRPS before ever considering seeing the Dead - and I went to that show to see Dr. John The Night-Tripper.

I was living in upstate NY and saw the Watkins Glen show, but in a state of euphoria reserved for people like Mickey Rourke in The Barfly. Let's just say I was more attuned to the Allman Bros. that weekend. To follow were the 74 tours, JGB in 74 & 75, some of the 76 tour and the 77 tours. That was the end of it - until '92 - and I regretted seeing those shows. It reminded me of how distant the 70's were and how old we were all getting. Jerry was in terrible shape and I thought to myself it would be the last time I saw him. I was right.

The 73 - 77 runs came at a time when I was in an exceptionally advanced stage of buffoonery. The SUNY system was just this side of living in anarchy. Each school had it's own chemical specialties, and when tour time came around, the gathering of the various SUNY delegations commenced. It never disappointed - and the war stories should become required reading for every 12 step program. To babble on - I moved to the midwest and changed my environment - just enough to not be on the bus route any longer.

I continued to hear rumblings from the shows, but by 1980 was on the South Coast, and rarely in the path of a tour. Being in FLA at that time, there was also a huge shift in the drug(s) of choice, and the attitudes that went with them. The culture of the 60's was surely gone and I had become largely disconnected from it all.

It's ironic how we gather here and the conversations we're able to have simply because we're connected to the inter-web super highway. When we experienced shows in the past, it was nearly impossible to gauge the quality of the last show we were at in the way we are now, because there was no assembled database to compare it with. Tapes took time to circulate, and more often than not, the tour was over before I could decide if I wanted back on the bus. By '82 even the tapes couldn't persuade me to travel to a show.

More than anything else, we're able to Monday Morning Quarterback our show experiences here...and I don't know if it's a good thing or bad. Don't get me wrong, the Archives are a true treasure, but it also frames our experience in a historical way that I maybe should have let go of a long time ago.

In retrospect, compared to many others here, I never really got on the bus in the same way they did. On the other hand, I really never got off, like I thought I did.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 4, 2016 8:52am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: The End of The Road

Good follow up.

For me it came watching while Jerry here in Phoenix in 1993 I think it was. At some point I found myself looking at the almost sad caricature of himself and then looking out at the crowd, still swaying and spinning just as they had back at my first show. Then it hit me. Just as they had. Nothing had changed for them, but the focus of this world most definitely had, and for me,not in a good way.

While I still loved the people around me and the energy they continued to bring, I could no longer overlook the inevitable decay of what had drawn me in so many years before. Maybe it was because I had gone to that last show stone sober, my experience not seen through the multi-colored glasses of chemical saturation. I left the show that night not sad, but resolved that I could no longer spend my limited funds and energy on a memory, a hope for something that would never really return in a form that lived up to my expectations.

After that I went on an almost total hiatus from the band, even my time spent listening to old shows whittled down to almost zero. I even gave my entire tape collection to an elderly man at a yard sale I was having who happened to be wearing a Stealie t-shirt. When they returned to the Valley of the Sun in 95, the thought of going never even crossed my mind. I was happy for friends that went and even enjoyed their stories of the shows afterwards. I considered myself like a recovering addict, someone who had realized the futility in chasing the dragon, trying to find that same high again. Now I must say that this was all personal and in no way altered my feelings towards those who kept going. They were able to find something in those last shows that I no longer could. Perhaps I was even a little bit jealous of them, wishing I was able to overlook the sad reality of a dying man and just revel in the community around me.

But then, like so many others here, I stumbled on this place. The recycling plant of decrepit souls who shared one commonality. Even through the annoying whine of my modem I somehow found the spark again. First it was the ability to download any show I wanted in quality I never could have dreamed of just a few years earlier. Then, as I sat by my Gateway, waiting on a show download to finish, I finally started to read the forum and found myself laughing and at the same time learning, just as I had in the parking lots and basement rooms of years past. From there, it was all downhill.

I blame you freaks.

So does my wife.


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Poster: William Tell Date: Aug 3, 2016 4:37pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

We're joined at the hip in an inner-webby kinda of way...

From 82 being my last shows, to my "resurrection" hereabouts in 2005/2006, much of what you describe is more that apt for my experience...

Many of us have describe going thru our own personal "hiatus" during the 80s/90s (those of us that "stopped" seeing them live); well, OK, I know it's not many, BUT it is many, proportionally, for those of us Forumites that started prior to 1980...that's what strikes me...many of us took a break, and it wasn't always or primarily because of kids or careers or a wife...often, it was something we judged as "lost" from our experience when seeing them.

What's so utterly frickin' cool about it, about all of us that went thru this sort of hiatus, is the strength of the underlying "force" that could be reawakened when we started back up here at the Forum...

That is truly spectacular, in my view; whether, as you note, "good" or "bad", it is striking that such energy could be tapped again...that we could enjoy bringing newbies along for the ride, that we could share in a--dare we say it--a Golden Era of the Forum (for perhaps it is already tapering off...).

So much material for some DEAD Head Geek of the first order to wrap up in a tome or two.

;)

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Poster: Earl B. Powell Date: Aug 3, 2016 6:14pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

Precisely. Something "lost" from the experience. I suggested on one hand the priorities of career and family, on the other, something lost or of lesser current value. That something could have been the changing values of the culture, the ME generation, the elevation of cocaine as the drug of choice, and/or the foreshadowing how the "end" would finally come down. I could opine about how I felt a lack of reverence for the music and the decline of "progressive" culture during my hiatus, but it's already fairly well documented.

BUT. My personal hiatus came without any kind of conscious decision to exit. I remained an audiophile and a huge fan of Americana Music, and bought the Dead's commercial offerings all the way up to "Goes To Heaven" "Without a Net" & "Dylan & The Dead." With mixed emotions and mostly disappointment. Just as they evolved, I did the same, and I evolved away from the scene, without ever actually thinking it, until the shows I saw in '92.

I landed here, at this particular corner of living hell, as a result of another long closed forum, where I was able to DL nearly the entire collection of available Betty's. I had just installed a retro audiophile grade stereo, and it was another symptom of a chronic mid-life crisis pulling me back in time.

But here, the reverence remained to a great degree. The geezer crowd had a grasp of the music as it occurred in a historical context, and were/are incredibly anal about superficial details. The shock and awe of getting on the bus was palpable, and remains to this very day.

Yep. Some geek will no-doubt endeavor to compile this entire methane producing dump into some form of digital tome. With luck, I'll be dead then.

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Poster: duckweed Date: Aug 3, 2016 4:56pm
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forty years ago yesterday... Colt park 9am blanket laid out right in front of stage and chain link fence, totally clueless as to what was coming, angels with pokers girls and the music, stuck around to the end Albany 95,

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Poster: lobster12 Date: Aug 3, 2016 4:00pm
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Happened by accident. I just "assumed" Grateful Dead was heavy metal, which I did not care for. Stayed up late watching the old Night Flight tv show on USA network. They advertised a Pink Floyd video coming up that I wanted to watch but before that a GD video. I decided to suck it up and watch. Heavy metal it was not. A bunch of guys siting on stools at Radio City Music Hall. Went to friends house the next day and his brother suggested buying Shakedown Street since I was a newbie. Went to Record Town later that day. The clerk grabbed the wrong cassette and gave me Reckoning instead. After Bird Song was over I knew I was in.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 4, 2016 6:37am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: An accident? Hmmm. I'm not so sure.

The clerk grabbed the wrong cassette? Or perhaps he knew that if he handed you Shakedown Street as your first real exposure to the band, there was the real possibility you would have written the band off as a bunch of hippies trying to break into the pop world. But if he gave you Reckoning, he was giving you a taste of what the band really was, and if that didn't bring you in, perhaps it was best if you got the Village People album. Thank God for that "mistake".

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Poster: lobster12 Date: Aug 4, 2016 8:20am
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Things happen for a reason. Few days later my mom put 2 tickets for Hartford on her credit card. It was a will call deal so she had to walk into the building to get them for us. I couls tell she was freaked out. And truth be told...as a 14 year old so was I at first.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 4, 2016 8:24am
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That's awesome. The thought of my mom when I was 14 wading through a sea of unwashed hippie-dom to get me tickets is really making me smile today. Your mom must have been (or must be) awesome.

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Poster: William Tell Date: Aug 4, 2016 10:52am
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Oh yeah, that WAS my mom too!

All my friends loved my mom; we had the parties (we called them "events", in 1973), we had the music, and it was all because of mom, at one level (ie, tolerating it, or being gone and letting it slide). Ma even "bought" things for us...truly a saint.

Today? Locked up no doubt...sad.

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Poster: lobster12 Date: Aug 4, 2016 9:15am
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Yes. she wasn't too thrilled when I had her help me call the hotline for tix. We got a busy signal for like 3 hrs. "Postal Money Order?!!!"

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Poster: William Tell Date: Apr 22, 2014 12:35pm
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...meaning, were you like some of the responders above, that "got it" during a show? Or, via studio, etc? Or, for many, never had the chance, so via tapes/cds/etc?

That, I suppose, is the "myth", right? If you heard them when they were "on", you'd have been hooked, blah, blah, blah...? Something like that.

I've droned on before, I was the "other" sort, taken in by the albums, starting w the first, via the older brothers, and then cemented by the twin masterpieces of 1970...by 72, I had half their albums, and S&R was the Gold Standard for live, AmBe/Work the studio pinnacles. I was ten when I started...thus, "my" date would be 67 for exposure, but sometime around 72 for "on the bus".

By the time I saw them as a HS head, blathering on about how much better they were than PF and LZ, the two "rock" competitors at the time, it was just about time for the hiatus, and the "cont'd evolution" musically speaking, which as I've said, left me scratching my head...by the time I was 16, and could attend shows, I wanted to hear the 70-71 sound, and got something altogether different w BlAllah, MHotel, and so on...

Anyhooo, w/out covering it all again (hmmm...should I...? no...okay), I was NOT in the typical mold, as if anything, seeing them live, I actually was a tad disappointed, but SOOOO wanted the myth to be true, I just cont'd to be the champion of all things DEAD all the time...that's why I am often on about the "biz model" as they were off on that big experiment w RRecords right when I had to face up w the fact that they no longer sounded like I wanted them to, etc., etc. It was 30 yrs later when I showed up here that I finally had the gumption to put it all into words, and admit, yeah, I'd been disappointed.

I don't know WHAT I'd have thought if I'd heard all their studio stuff, and then showed up in 1995!?

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 22, 2014 12:48pm
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No, I didn't only mean shows. I'm interested in anything that got you started, be it an album, a concert, a bootleg, a slightly odorous hippy chick who said if you gave her a lift to SPAC she'd be "oh, so grateful", whatever.

I guess I was lucky in that fact that I hadn't been overly exposed to the earlier recordings before I went to shows so I carried no preconceived notions of what I wanted to hear. What I did carry, however, seemed to give the police a preconceived notion of the right to search and seizure.

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Poster: William Tell Date: Apr 22, 2014 2:27pm
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Oh yeah, I got ya; I was just thinking we all talked about it long ago, but it's defn worth a "re run"...esp this biz if you weren't hooked until, or during, a show, rather than via studio and what you read, etc., etc.

Again, for me, it was how the DEAD in the early 70s, represented the counter culture I'd missed, as to why I wanted so much to get on the bus...and though I keep talking about it as if I hated it, as JOTS made me fess up, sure, I loved all of it, it was only in my overly analytical mind that I kept thinking, "hmmm, where's that harder, rocking sound?" or "those great studio vocals" and so on...thus, for me, the live thing never really was a factor; I didn't go and hear "transcendent jams" or some such...which I would've loved...some were good, but, really, I was always wanting that "pre-conceived notion".

My bad, clearly.

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Poster: craven714 Date: Aug 3, 2016 8:35am
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while listening to the last side of Europe 72 trippin balls.
The bus came by, and l got on, that's when it all began

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Poster: Shug909 Date: Aug 3, 2016 4:19pm
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Edited my original post with the newly written longwinded version I posted a few weeks ago in another thread. I forgot I had mentioned it in this thread.

July 26, 1987 Anaheim Stadium The Grateful Dead with Bob Dylan was my first Grateful Dead show. I went for two reasons: At that point I’d go see Dylan anytime, anywhere, no exceptions and two, I’d FINALLY get to check out the Grateful Dead. I was 20 years old and had been a hardcore music fan for about half my life, with The Beatles, Led Zeppelin and Bob Dylan being my all-time faves at the time. I learned a lot about music from my local record store in Escondido, CA called Gary’s Record Paradise, just a tiny little place with new and used vinyl and a few shelves of ‘head shop’ stuff including bumper stickers that said “There Is Nothing Like A Grateful Dead Concert”, That phrase had always piqued my curiosity about what kind of rock band could have such mystique and power in its concerts that would be so well known to those in the know (yet so mysterious to outsiders) that they could inspire such a simple yet bold slogan to be etched in relative permanence on a mass-produced bumper sticker? I was intrigued, but for some unknown and synchronistic reason, never enough to make me seek out their music. What I’d heard of Grateful Dead music on the radio as a kid sounded like mellow country-ish folk rock that I was not yet interested in (before I’d gotten into Dylan). Rock books that I’d read on the 60s labeled the Dead ‘‘acid rock” which in my mind meant heavy metal and what I’d heard (studio version of stuff from American Beauty and Workingman’s Dead) didn’t sound like metal nor did the music fit the image in my mind conjured up by the name Grateful Dead and the skeleton iconography of their visual rock art, either. This was truly a rock ‘n’ roll enigma for my young mind, but I let it simmer without exploring it too much until several years later. In the early 80s, once I had started going to rock concerts regularly and was always scouring the concert pages of the LA Times and San Diego newspapers, I remember seeing the ads for Dead shows at Irvine Meadows and other LA area venues, where it seemed they played several times a year every year and where they often played several nights in row each time!. Clearly there was something incredibly attractive about Dead concerts to people that they would do so many shows, but for the Dead to have its own cultish following shrouded in what seemed like secrets of initiation was puzzling. “Wow, there really must be something that makes people love this music so much. I don’t get it, though.”

As I got into Dylan (via the Byrds) I started to open up to the country and folk side of rock music and I was unknowingly becoming primed to get into the Dead. I met Mellisa, the ex-wife of Gary, owner of Gary’s Record Paradise. She was into the Dead, he was not. He looked a little bit like Frank Zappa. I think the Dead were partially responsible for them not staying together, but that’s just speculation. Another employee at the shop was also into the Dead and he informed me that the Dead often covered Dylan, but not on records, only on live tapes. He invited me over to his house and he had tons of tapes of shows, none of them labeled with the setlists, just the dates and venues or cities. I just wanted to hear all the different Dylan covers he had, but he didn’t really know what song was on what tape very well, so it was a cumbersome process to search through his collection for the Dylan covers, so I just settled on a few of his choice picks. He gave me 7-13-84 Greek Theater, but just the second half of the second set for some reason. I listened to Space>The Wheel>I Need A Miracle>Stella Blue>Sugar Magnolia over and over. The Wheel and Stella Blue immediately grabbed my attention. He also gave me some version of Its All Over Now Baby Blue and I was floored by the emotion that Garcia sang this with and the loose, rambling way the band sounded, earthy and organic in tone and in no hurry to reach a particular destination but rather focused on getting into the feeling of the song, it sounded. “Hmm, I guess I was wrong about the Dead, there is really something to them. And it seems that the people who get it have their own collective little secret and that the rest of the world has a mistaken notion of what the Dead are all about. I think I kinda like this stuff.”

When I told Mellisa and this other Head who gave me my first tape I was thinking about going up to Anaheim to see the Dead live, they said they were too and I could ride along with them if I wanted. So these older Heads were about to show me how it was done going to a really long daytime concert. I wasn’t smoking at that time and they didn’t pressure me, but once we were in our seats it felt right and I partook for the first time in a few years. “Wow, the Dead are a REALLY good rock band! This crowd seems really cool and mellow and friendly for a rock audience. People are dancing and smiling and interacting with one another. And they are REALLY listening to the music!” I was amazed at lots of things on that day: how a dude could be the only dancing, standing up person in an entire section of sitters and not one person every asked him to sit down! I had some kind of stoned epiphany about the deep and significant meaning of the lyrics “little red light on the highway, big green light on the speedway” that I, of course, could not remember the next day.

We got a rollicking Iko Iko opener, a smoldering blues, a cowboy tune, a train song, an appropriate-for-the-setting song about the ugly side of Hollywood, a Dylan cover, a dreamy-spacey wandering Bird Song and a Chuck Berry rocker to close out the set. After the first set was over, I was feeling great, glowing with amazement at how great this music was and I was happy to be around such nice people. I, however, realized how thirsty I was. I really didn’t feel like getting out of my seat to navigate the crowded halls or wait in long lines. My hosts, after asking what I was thinking about, blew me away with their seemingly magic ability to pull out of their bag just about anything that seemed desirable at any given moment. You see, when I told them I was thirsty but was too stoned to leave my seat, they immediately said “Well have some of this” and at that moment pulled out of their bags slices of cold watermelon and I will tell you I was never so happy to eat that thirst quenching stuff and I don’t even like watermelon! I was amazed, these Deadheads had through years of experience perfected and elevated the skills of concert-going far beyond anything I had seen and I had already seen a lot of rock shows by the time I was 20. It didn’t stop there, either. Later in the show, after the Dead’s second set and over three hours into the hot summer day with still a couple more hours to go, they offered up tabs of vitamin B-12 saying “You’ll need these for energy for the Dylan set”!

The music was fantastic and only got better in the second set. I got a nice Shakedown second set opener, my wished-for Stella Blue, and a mind-blowing Terrapin Station in all its orchestral bombastic glory! I was dancing my ass off and smiling perma-grin, exalted and joyous to discover what the big deal with the Grateful Dead was all about. As if that wasn’t enough, one of my all-time musical heroes was still to come AND he’d be backed by the Dead, who could play the shit out of Americana roots music of any style! Dylan’s set was also a revelation for me, full of rarities that I’d never thought I’d ever get to hear him play like Watching The River Flow, Simple Twist of Fate and Chimes of Freedom as well as highly regarded epics like Ballad Of A Thin Man and Stuck Inside of Mobile and hits like Mr. Tambourine Man, Maggie’s Farm and Its All Over Now Baby Blue, all backed by that easy-going shambling Grateful Dead music. It was by far the best Dylan set I’d ever seen for the song selection, but even more for the sympatico musical wavelength that the Dead and Dylan were on. What took them so many years to play together? It seemed like a near-perfect musical pairing that was surely destined to happen and I was lucky enough to be there when it finally did AND it was all wrapped up in the overwhelming experience of seeing my very first Grateful Dead concert!

When it came time for the Touch of Grey encore, I swear the entire stadium was on its feet, dancing, twirling, rocking out with a joyful abandon that I just could not believe. A huge electric feeling of happiness filled that stadium and I’d never experienced anything like it at any rock show I’d yet been to. All these people, all focused on the same thing, feeling the same thing at the same time, everyone happy and open to one another and the joyfulness of being alive and music was the vehicle for it all, the center of the celebration. I was overwhelmed with joy and a thrilling feeling that I’d at long last found the home I never even knew I was missing. I immediately became a Deadhead through and through.

After the show I was thinking that this was just like the first time I discovered pot, that the Dead had been waiting for me all these years, that I would eventually get into them had always been a foregone certainty that I just didn’t know about, and that this day was a major culmination of destiny in my life. My only question was “When is the next time I get to see this band? I’d go tomorrow night and every night after that if I could”

Yeah, the summer of Touch of Grey was a big one for me, a life-changer for sure. I never felt weird or lesser or had anyone judge me for getting into the Dead at that particular time. And I do wish I’d gone to see them years earlier, but then again things happen for a reason and I got into the band when I was most ready for it. That’s just how the universe works, in my view and I’m more than grateful that I got to see so many fantastic Dead shows in the years I went.



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Poster: midnightcarousel Date: Apr 23, 2014 9:12am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

My dad is a deadhead, so a substantial slice of the music I was exposed to from an early age was GD. When I was around 10 I went through a period where I was really into them. I used to carry around Dick's Picks CDs in a gigantic CD pouch and listen to them on the school bus, during lunchtime, etc. But back then, I was more drawn to the up-tempo, short numbers (Big River, Me And My Uncle, Cumberland Blues). I also really enjoyed the short transitional exercises like China>Rider and NFA/GDTRFB; I was fascinated by their ability to create seamless medleys where you didn't know where one song ended and the other began. I also remember being captivated by Garcia's solo on the 8/6/71 Hard To Handle (from Fallout From The Phil Zone).

This period lasted a year or two, and it was a great bonding experience for my dad and me, but eventually I moved on to other things. For most of my early teens I was deeply immersed in Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, Chopin, Rachmaninoff, and other such composers. I also started exploring jazz around this time. This all coincided with my learning the piano.

Then, at age 17, my senior year in high school, I started listening to Live Dead. I think that at that time I was deeply entrenched in more experimental, wide-open jazz like A Love Supreme and Black Saint And The Sinner Lady. Live Dead was a great way to cool my ears off from that stuff, because it was calmer but still transcendent and experimental. Then when I got to college I started rediscovering all my old Dick's Picks favorites, and became obsessed with the longer jams. Initially I was fixated on the Live Dead era stuff. DP16 and DP26 received frequent listenings.

Then, at the end of my first year of college, I discovered the archive, and I was thereafter officially hooked for life.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Apr 23, 2014 9:23am
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As for the whole "Dad was a Deadhead" comment, it brought to mind a thought I've always had (yes, Peanut Gallery, one individual thought; simultaneous thoughts have proven dangerous to my simple mind). While my Dad was by no means a Deadhead (born a little too early), he had/has a love of music that certainly put me on the path. Country, Big Band, the Beatles, an as-yet-to-be-explained copy of ELP's Brain Salad Surgery LP and more were in his collection. Music was played at every dinner I can recall, the 33's and 45's stacked up on the turntable spindle, falling one after another right through dessert. I firmly believe that had he been born 18 years later he would have been in the crowd in Dillon Gym in 71 enthralled with Pig's epic Good Lovin'. Regardless, my mother still blames him for what happened to me. Yes, Waylon and Willie were my gateway drug.

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Poster: mifraidin Date: Aug 2, 2016 10:04pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

This is a nice thread. I'd been hoping to find this, because I've been wondering who you all are. (I'm relatively new here.)

In 1977-ish, in seventh grade, Gordon K. made a tape for me. Gordon's brothers were big Heads, maybe the biggest in town, with hundreds of hours of tapes by then, so I assume that tape was a gorgeous collection of some real high points. I didn't like the music, and returned the tape to Gordon. I was speechless, my mouth undoubtedly hanging open, when Gordon said over his shoulder as he walked away, "you'll like them when your taste matures." One thing that worried me was that it sounded like he knew something I didn't, and probably was going to be right, when all was said and done.

Senior year in college, 1987, I was resident advisor and a freshman girl gave me a tape of Reckoning, and I also somehow ran into a couple of 5th- and 6th-year seniors who'd done some touring and had some tapes. So for some reason, I slept out for tickets to March 31, 1987 at Philly Spectrum. I think this is an FM radio version of the show: https://archive.org/details/gd87-03-31.fm.miller.21267.sbeok.shnf

They launched into "Jack Straw," which I probably didn't know at the time, and I remember thinking, "Whoa! What just happened?"

And the deal was sealed a little later, when they played "Candyman." Jerry'd been back from his coma for just a few months -- I had only the faintest knowledge of any of that, but I knew he'd been sick and away -- and when he got to "hand me my old guitar," the crowd started EXPLODING with love and relief, because they knew he was just about to reassure them that "the Candyman's back in town!" When Jerry sang that, I thought even then that he sounded happy and excited to be back and to be the object of so much warm love. And I thought, "these people really mean something to each other." The crowd seemed like a single organism, everyone connected to everyone else and feeling with each other. "And they LOVE him!" I could tell everyone in the room was exactly where s/he would want to be, and figured that must mean something.

One more show that summer, in July in Philly, I think, with Dylan. Viciously hot, Dylan was disappointing (I didn't have prior knowledge about the idiosyncrasies of his performances), and I think I was probably grateful when it was all over.

Over the next three decades (1987-2015), I went through spasms of listening to a lot of Dead. A lot, a lot. But those periods lasted a month or two at a time and then dissipated.

Finally, a couple of months before the Fare The Well shows, they were all over the internet and a spasm was triggered. I.e., I probably listened to "Reckoning," or maybe I came here and found something. Since then -- 14 months? 16? -- It has been almost all Dead, almost all of the time. A friend gave me a massive cache of shows on an external hard drive, I dug deep into the archive, and that's all she wrote.

I allow myself 68-69 relatively rarely, because I simply can't believe anything can be so good, so powerful, so brilliant, so raging and extraordinary; I figure if I listen to it more than just a little, I'll have to find out that it isn't real. 70 and 71, too, are sublime, though different from 68-69, obviously. Like someone in this thread, Waylon and Willie (and Jerry Jeff and Townes and Guy and Billy Joe Shaver, not to mention Van Morrison) were gateway drugs for me, so the 1970 acoustic sets are magical for me. I love everything through 74, plus my first (3/31/87 Philly Spectrum) and (somewhat randomly) 5/14/78 (Providence) and 6/17/91 (Giants Stadium). Truth is that I love far more than I could possibly list, vacuum up recommendations from everyone around here, and rarely am other-than-thrilled at what I've found. It took me a while to warm up to Weir's songs, but it helped when I realized how damn funny is "Me and My Uncle." I hadn't danced in decades, but find myself bouncing, shaking and grooving every which way every night now.

Gordon's prophetic (if deflating) words in 77, two shows in early- and mid-87, "Reckoning" stuck in my brain since 87, a couple of short and intense periods of listening every 10 years or so, and now, finally now, I'm listening through the windows of the bus. Every story is different.

I can't date the memory - maybe it was all the way back in 1977, but I do recall being deeply moved when I learned that the Dead allowed (or maybe I heard that they encouraged) taping of the shows. That tidbit, ripened for 10 years, probably is what helped me understand that the scene I experienced in the Spectrum was about love and community. That the band welcomed taping and trading appealed to inchoate completist instincts, and more importantly, delivered a weird-but-welcome message to my adolescent heart that the band had a different relationship with its fans than the (stereo-) typical far-away and high-and-mighty power imbalance of most rock-n-roll bands. They loved and trusted and welcomed their fans, and I must have figured -- correctly, as it turned out -- that the fans reciprocated those feelings toward the band and toward each other.

Will put myself on "posting timeout" after this rager.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 3, 2016 8:13am
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Well said. Thanks for digging this one up, I had forgotten. I may have bumped into you at the Philly show (I was in school at the time in Bethlehem). Were you the one who tipped off the security guards that I was carrying a rather large bag of smoke? Good thing they seemed too lazy to bother with arresting me, just happy with confiscating my stash (which I have no doubt never made it to the evidence room).

Gordon's saying ""you'll like them when your taste matures."" borders on what turns some people off even giving the band a chance. The hint of "just wait, when you're older you'll be cool like me, too" can sometimes distort the perception by "newbies". Perhaps he in no way meant it like that (I have no reason to think he did), but this is a problem that I have seen in too many Heads. The superior "I get it, you don't therefore I am awesome" vibe has rubbed me the wrong way (easy...) more than once. Good thing I was surrounded in the early days by kind folks who only seemed interested in sharing the music without any perceived air of superiority. I'm guessing the same holds true with you.

"Posting timeout"? Hope not, but that maybe something more of us should do....

Nah.

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Poster: HankAndLeeStamper Date: Aug 3, 2016 10:22am
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This is sort of what I meant in an earlier post a while back on a different thread -- when i first got to Berkeley I had some experience with the deader-than-thou types. I'm sure I liked songs I wasnt "supposed to" and didn't "appreciate" the spacey jams "on the same level" as them, etc, etc. Such total bullshit.
SDH, I didnt know there was a wrong way you could be rubbed.....

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Poster: William Tell Date: Aug 3, 2016 1:07pm
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That tidbit of yours about "taping being encouraged resonated" was always HALF of "it" for me, as I have been on about here so often...

Monte will verify, though he's worried about deletion, that it was the Gestalt...it was what they stood for that allowed them to stand apart.

It was taping; it was being against Warner Brothers and the crappy records; it was about making quality recordings and sending them to kids in little mailers since they had joined in 1971 via Skull and Roses...it was that and more that turned us to fanatics; that led to us taking on all comers w tales of the DEAD and us, and our superiority.

Cause we were.

;)

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Poster: Dudley Dead Date: Apr 23, 2014 8:12am
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It was a 3 concert build . !0/14/76 Shrine, 2/26/77 Swing , and by the 3rd one , at the Forum that closed the deal .
https://archive.org/details/gd1977-06-04.fob.menke.motb-0096.97183.flac16
And the whole extra musical side, the general friendly, funky, goofy, and kind nature of the people, and the scene ...It just felt like home .
I should note the leg work was when a friend long time loaned my Europe 72 soon after it came out . Really hooked me (still am) on that sound . Think the opening of "Jack Straw" , how warm and rich the combo of those instruments .From that sound, which they still had, to some extent, when I first saw them, is the "Grateful Dead sound" .
All these thing kept me coming back .

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Poster: Quincy Date: Aug 4, 2016 7:42am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

Precisely at the point when I stopped knowing. Liminality forever. Thanks, Grateful Dead... and to all the strangers for shaking hands.

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 4, 2016 7:50am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

The music drew me in but, as you said, the hand shakes from strangers kept me there.

Well said.

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Poster: William Tell Date: Aug 4, 2016 10:56am
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Just so we embrace diversity, I wouldn't let anyone thereabouts touch me w a ten foot pole.

Funny; but just sayin so we know just how different we can all be as heads...

I am still as uptight and energetic as ever, still ready to go over the edge if some nit wit dosed me...it would not be pretty.

;)

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 4, 2016 11:07am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

So this would be you at about the 32 second mark?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7boL2J7ZuDM

Just substitute "touch me" for "move".

You must have been quite the popular one.

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Poster: William Tell Date: Aug 4, 2016 11:31am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

It's possible my constant recruitment lecturing was really just to insure that I always had an insulating crowd to attend DEAD shows...we often had 10-15 in line, in seats, on the floor...

It probably meant that my foot was relatively immune to retch stains from others--not mentioning any names--that might have been nearby and feeling queasy...

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Poster: SomeDarkHollow Date: Aug 4, 2016 11:44am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

So I guess the first one here was you. Well, when railing against anything post 71.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bv9VXJbQtOw

Nice loin cloth.

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Poster: mifraidin Date: Aug 4, 2016 7:54am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?...Revisited

And for me, it seems that knowing all those people were shaking hands somewhere is what helped me really, truly hear the music.

A brief addendum to my not-brief post that resuscitated this thread: I mentioned that I swoon over 68-69; what's amazing to me is that I'd never heard ANY of that stuff (including Live/Dead) until about 15 months ago, and even so, thought I knew and loved the band's music. Of course, 68-69 (and 70 and 71 and 72) is a world of unfathomable riches unto itself: "Dayenu!" ("If You had given us just 68-69, it would have been enough!")

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dayenu

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Poster: ColdRain108 Date: Apr 22, 2014 12:30pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: An Old Question: When Did You Know?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0UhURwSSrY&;feature=player_detailpage

First song of my first show, 3 weeks after Lennon's murder; Please don't murder me...

I took a BIG dose in the parking lot before the show. My mind had fully left body for the acoustic set, I didn't recognize a single song until they got to ChinaCat in the middle of the second set...but that didn't matter as I was ALL IN halfway through Alabama. Never looked back after that. Watched jaw agape as folks jumped out of their skin at midnight. I remember looking up and seeing the silhouettes of the people dancing in the doorways - the whole place was just going nuts! Went for a walk through the hallways, just dripping with psychedelic energy. Greatest feeling I ever had. I was 19 at the time and had been experimenting with doses and other psychedelics for a bit, so they lead me to the Dead instead of the other way around - I was in search of the trippiest thing - and I found it. It all seemed like a dream I dreamt one afternoon long ago.

Few other points in my life stand out with such a turn on a dime moment. Felt like I got struck by a lightning bolt or shot out of a cannon. Kick started my life. The bums didn't play another Bay Area show until September that year, so I had to wait. By '82 I wasn't gonna wait around for Bay Area shows and hit the road.

My one year anniversary was one for the ages.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42L8LAOfRxY&;feature=player_detailpage

Saw 200 shows from then until 1995. Other shows were "better", but none had the impact of that first one.

Deadhead from the word drop.